 ♫ ♥ Where are my garters?! / hyphens-are-cool / THE NORTH GATE ♥ ♫
Harland frowned but didn't respond. He was really trying to hide exactly how displeased he was. Not just with how the Ministry had been running for the past few months, but also with the state of affairs in his personal life as well. But that was a horse of a different color altogether.
Harland flicked his wand as he walked to an empty area of the cubicles and caught the squirt bottle as it zoomed toward his outstretched palm. He showed no mercy in the spraying of the office. He was ready to get rid of these pesks, whatever they may be and get back to work.
__________________ Welcome to the jungle.__________________________________Everything's going to change.
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